Gohan panted slowly as he shakily stood in front of the tall, scary looking green man known as Piccolo who had trained him for nearly the past six months. This had been the first real training of Gohans life, and it was far more painful than he had ever expected. Now he knew why his mother was so against his father doing this with him, if this is what it was like. Already gohan had taken far more pain than he ever thought possible for him, and yet each new day provided a new kind of ache for the dilligent young half-saiyan.
"C'mon kid. You'd best keep coming if you hope to gain any kind of advantage. Otherwise..."
Piccolo suddenly burst forward and slammed his fist into Gohans gut. The boy's eye's widened and went blank for a moment before his face contorted in agony while he fell to the ground holding his stomach.
"...That option will be taken away from you. And just like that, your dead." Gohan groaned in pain, trying to force his head upwards and his eyes open to look at his trainer. "You keep hesitating, Gohan. This is the worst kind of weakness for a warrior. Even an instant of weakness can be fatal, and yet I continue to see you quivering when you should be fighting!" Gohan knew he was right, but loathed to admit it to himself. For a while, Gohan had made great progress and even managed to strike piccolo a few times and make him flinch, which had made him greatly satisfied. Unfortunately, Picclolo then seemingly doubled the pressure he was putting on Gohan from day to day, making sure the boy was always pushed to his limit. But inspite of the breakthrough he knew his teacher wanted, he continued to be held back by his own self doubt. Gohan couldnt bring himself to look up, resighning his cheek to the rocky ground of the wasteland as he rubbed his stomach with his backside in the air. Picclolo looked down with an increasingly enraged scowl on his face. Fine he thought. If pain wont motivate him, I guess I'll have to go for cruel and unusual...
Without hesitation, Piccolo then reached his hand down to just above the back of the orange pants of his protege and dug his fingernails forcefully downwards, tighly grasping a large handful of cotton underwear in his fist and making Gohans eyes shoot open in confusion. "M-mir Piccolo what are-
*RRRIP*!!!
Gohan never finished that sentence, his mouth hanging open limply and tears instantly forming at the corners of his eyes as he felt his breifs instantly torn upwards so hard that they were reduced to a tiny thong-like white strand that shot right up the middle of his completely unprepared tushy, suspending him off the ground with the top of his breifs past his head. Gohans left leg slowly and right eye slowly twitched in tandem together, the rest of his body stiff as a board as it sunk in just how much pain was currently concentrated between his dangling cheeks, the ripped material digging tautly against his most tender areas all at once. It was almost an out of body experience, picturing himself hanging there as the overwhelming stinging and burning running through his butt and crotch was the only thing keeping him anchored to conciousness. Slowly, a deep red blush formed on Gohans face as his hands twtichingly moved behind him and his teeth chattered back together, the boys shaking fingers hovering just over the white cotton strand that stuck tautly out between the top of his two slightly exposed butt cheeks. Before he could grasp the material and attempt his best to wrench his rear free of the thin white line of cotton, the pain of what must have been the worst first wedgie of any kids life finally caught up with him and caused his whole body to convulse in pain as he let out a high pitched cry. "IIIIIIEEEEEAAAAAAAWWWWWWW!!"
All of Gohans thoughts left his father, the saiyans, and his training to focus soley on the splitting pain of the cotton strand that had been torn so unbeleivably deep, his squirming and shaking in the air only making it grind more burningly hard against his poor tushy. It was a miserable cycle, Gohans pain making his body writhe from side to side, only to cause him more pain by him feeling one side of his hips get bit into as well as his butt. "AAAHAAUUUUWWWW...!" Gohans hands eventually made their way to his aching cheeks, hoping to alleviate some fraction of the stinging pain as he kicked wildly back and forth, his eyes shut tight as he continued hanging helplessly in his wedgie. Piccolo rolled his eyes, honestly hoping he would react less childishly. "Pfft. That's all it takes to put you down? A little tug on your undergarments? Pathetic!!" Piccolo, for the first time since the first pull, wrenched his graps on the undies upwards and unstantly finished ripping them through Gohans agonized butt. "EIIIII!!.." The boys eyes opened again from the sudden spike of pain that shot up through him from head to toe before he fell right on his face. Gohan was totally limp except for the occasional twitch, a tiny remainder of cotton sticking out of the top of his butt as the half saiyan was utterly stunned with the amount of stining pain running through it. He was a good child, had never been spanked, but even the idea of that sounded like a vacation compared to how utterly savaged his tushy felt now. He couldnt even bring himself to try and rub the pain away, the feeling so raw that young Gohan feared he would only worsen it if he tried.
Too bad for him, he never got the chance anyway.
After a few more moments of precious respite, Gohan felt his butt ever so lightly lifted off the ground. "Wha...?" Gohan looked behind him to see Piccolo pulling the back of his pants up, giving him a light wedgie that was even still enough to make him groan, before a bright light encompassed the corner of Gohans vision and he suddenly felt the ripped strands of cotton lingering in his pants and in his crack dissapear completely, replaced with competely new breifs of the same make. And to Gohan's horror, the back of the waistband was already firmly in Piccolo's grasp. "Mr. Piccolo please noOOAAAAA!!"
Gohan was taken aback once again, the same feeling only this time somehow even worse as his new breifs shot up farther than his last ones, Piccolo holding these by the legholes to ensure they stayed intact longer as he watched the cotton bite into the boys butt with satisfaction. "AAAIIIAAAAAAHH!!" Gohan kicked back and forth once more, his hands instinctively going to just above where the wedgie was cutting into him as he shook his head back and forth as though refusing what was alrady in progress. Gohan shot his head up and cired to the heavens as Piccolo pulled the waistband up another inch, the escalation of the wedgie pain too fast for the young half saiyans mind to deal with. Piccolo didn't let the boy get any rest as he painstakingly bounced Gohan upwards every time he fell back down against his wedgie. "UGN!! EIII!! AHHW! NEAA!!" The half saiyans rhythmic cries rang out through the wasteland, scaring off birds and making deer run the other way from the sounds coming from the wailing half saiyan.
Gohan gripped the back of his pants tightly, digging his fingernails into his own butt to try and distract from the ceaseless burning pain as his undies were ripped further and further into him with each moment. Gohans cries began to peter out, his lungs failing to provide the necesary air for his outbursts to fully encapsulate his misery as he soon had to resign to high pitched moans. The merciless, splitting wedgie was renewed each second as Gohans poor butt danced up and down while getting a fresh taste of cotton with each new pull, the thong like material pressing hard against not only his unbearably tender tush, but also against the spot where his tail had been removed. In only a couple of minutes at most, Gohan was at the end of his rope as the pain running up his butt felt like it was going to split him in two with each new bounce
Gohan drew inwards through the continual spikes of burning that the bouncing wedgie provided, ceasing his struggling and letting his body fall completely limp, save for it bobbing up and down by a thin strip of cotton running painfully deep through the half saiyans rear. He did his best to block out the pain, and before he knew it he was doing it subconciously. Each time a new bounce forced the cotton strip agonizinglyt further up his bum, Gohans eyes closed more and more. Before Piccolo knew it, he was bouncing a knocked out half saiyan up and down by his undies like a rag doll, each painful rip still eliciting a tiny moan from him. "Uuuuuuuuooooooooooo...."
"Tch" Picclolo was noticably dissapointed as he held the seemingly unconcious boy by his undies, Gohan swaying lightly from side to side in the wind. "Danmit, you've gotta be kidding me. Here I thought he was getting stronger, and he passes out from just THIS? *Sigh* I am really going to have to crack down on this little fool if he doesn't get serious..." Piccolo put one arm to his side as he held Gohan up by the leg holes of his undies with the other, casually carrying him through the air by his massive wedgie. Gohan could only groan as even while blacked out he felt the continual building pressure of the wind pushing his butt further down against his wedgie.
Piccolo thought hard about how to best proceed with Gohans training as he flew through the air...   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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